#rkidolclass

★ — one minute man !

maybe she’s just being sentimental. even after all this time, there’s still a part of dawon that misses nova—or, to be more specific, some of the nova trainees. that’s not to say that she’d sign with the company again if she had to choice (as she most certainly wouldn’t), but the relationships that had made her time as a nova trainee remotely bearable are relationships that she still misses today. maybe that’s why she’s leaving training early for the day, taking time from her training at royal to spend time with the people that she’s missed so much.

it’s a bittersweet feeling, being so close to sunmi in the environment of nova again. it reminds her of the team she gave up, for nothing more than giving herself a better shot at achieving a dream that she can only assume each of the trainees share—a part of her still feels selfish, even if she still believes her decision to have been the right one. each moment back at nova is difficult—each second feels like a lifetime. there’s a tight feeling in her stomach, a fear that others are looking at her scornfully, bitter over her decision. she tries to push these fears aside, hoping to make this a sweet memory instead. it’s a reunion of sorts, and she hopes to cherish it—though, in a way, she thinks it’s also a way for her to say goodbye.

—  NOVA DANCE CLASSES 🕺 KIM MINGYU !

may 12th • finesse may 13th • i’m the one & talk dirty

Truthfully, Mingyu was scared. Although this was an event that he desperately wanted to attend, there was no way for him to feel any more confident in his ability to dance. He knew that he wasn’t all that great at it, though that didn’t mean he didn’t desire to be. As a matter of fact, one of the main reasons that he feels down at this point is because he lacks the talent of singing and dancing. For some people, it’s natural. For him... not so much. Still, he refused to let that hold him back. For so long, he’s allowed fear and anxiety to stop him from doing things that would make him happy; no longer would it keep him in chains. His heart told him that he would regret it if he didn’t show up.

There’s a saying that says ‘if there’s a will, there’s a way’. At first, he didn’t think he would be able to scrape up enough money to attend one class, much less every one that he was interested in. By the grace of some higher power, he ended up winning a contest that paid the way for some of it, then his boyfriend and mom refused to let him walk away from this opportunity because of shortage of cash, too. From help from those with hearts as big as Mingyu’s desire to learn, the path was paved.

it’s an opportunity she knows she can’t afford to pass up - though, if she’s being honest with herself, initially there was the question of whether she’d be able to afford to attend - it was almost humorous, if it wasn’t for the fact that she’d be extremely disheartened if things hadn’t worked out. luckily, her mom was able to come through for her, even if she only had enough to attend a single dance class. it’s enough to fill yuqi with joy, excitement steadily building within her each day leading up to the classes.

as it turns out, she isn’t disappointed. the class is nothing short of exhilarating - she’s able to lose herself doing the thing that she loves the most, genuine enthusiasm resonating from within her. it’s the most fun she’s had in recent history, something to remind her that this is her passion. she can’t help but look at the instructors in amazement - there’s a part of her that wonders if she’ll ever be in their shoes, having turned her dreams into a reality. dedicating her life to dance would be a dream come true, even if she is hesitant to do so, unsure of whether or not she’ll ever have the opportunity.

@rkjunixr

as soon as jinyoung told her about the idol dance classes, she couldn’t say yes fast enough. even if she was low on cash at the moment due to being unable to find a roommate still, she scrounged up and saved as much as she could in order to be able to take the class. there was no way she would miss the opportunity to take a dance class from jun.q himself! she would certainly regret that more than having to survive on ramen for a week just to be able to pay for it. the fact that she’ll be able to take it with jinyoung, who she hasn’t seen as much as she’d like to due to his training, was just the icing on the top.

not to mention, it serves as a more than welcome distraction.

the day seems to approach at a snail’s pace because of how excited she is, and by the time she arrives at the dance studio, she’s practically shaking with excitement. she gives the group a quick scan, eyes searching for only one person in particular. a grin immediately blooms on her face as she locks eyes with him and makes her way over, punching him playfully simply because she has so much energy to expend at the moment.

@rksowon

A bitten smile was on Seokwoo’s face as he glanced at Sowon next to him, swinging his arms loosely at his side and watching as Rain managed to steal the attention of the other girls in the studio. “My halmeoni loves Rain, so.. it was a tough decision on who to come with. She’s really, really, really getting good at dancing,” he explains, eyes crinkled as he imagined his grandmother standing there with him in the class and he knew she wouldn’t be able to keep up. There was a doubt that even he would be able to. He knew he was going to look slightly ridiculous standing next to Sowon, no matter what he did. “Do you think he’d believe me if I went for an autograph and said it was for my halmeoni?” Seokwoo asked, leaning in the lower his voice. There was a firm denial that he would be effected by meeting someone like Rain, but there he was, stealing glances of the older man and scratching his nape. 

“I mean, I don’t want his autograph, but you know my halmeoni,” he protests his innocence, jutting out his bottom lip and swearing it had nothing to do with how big Rain had been when they were younger. Or that awkward moment when he’d overheard his grandmother gushing to the other elderly ladies about how handsome Rain was and how she sounded like a teen girl as she did. “She’ll hit me if I don’t, right?” Seokwoo adds, brow furrowing together now and shifting forward, reaching for Sowon’s arm and tugging at it gently. “Will you go up and do it? It’ll be less weird if you go do it.” He doesn’t know the logic behind that, but he suddenly felt as if he were twelve years old and standing in a room with some younger man who was trying to woo his grandmother and it was weird. For him. 

* ☆ ·˚ — nova dance classes !!

dance classes sounded like a fantastic idea for someone like taehyung. he’s certainly improved in the past year, but he’s also so far behind some of the people he used to know, but has lost contact with.

he didn’t really know anyone from nova, and decided to just pick a class and go for it.

he’s already chatted around with a few people, he asks for some pointers and absorbs the advice he’s given with a bright smile. always so eager to learn, albeit slowly when it comes to this particular skill. as the class goes on, he realizes that maybe this hadn’t been the best idea, stumbling over his own feet with the fast choreography that was definitely a bit too much for him. but still, he gets words of encouragement from those he’s talked to, making him smile once more.

but then he recognizes a very familiar face.

blinking, his mouth drops open as he sees yuta practicing some of the moves they were just taught. he hasn’t seen yuta in nearly a year, mind playing back the spring festival and the triple threat challenge, where yuta had become a trainee for trc. they’d spoken for a short time even after that, but then nothing. tae bites the inside of his cheek, staring with a slight frown. he assumes they both just became too busy to continue talking regularly, but taehyung still thinks about yuta often.

he looks up to the older boy a lot, or did, anyways. taehyung doesn’t know what he’s up to now, but he’s sure his schedule is packed with trc schedules and other things tae just doesn’t know about. from what he remembers, yuta always had something going on. he wonders how life at trc is going, he longs to ask but yuta looks focused, so he doesn’t want to bother him. it’s been so long, he isn’t really sure how to approach him. especially now that he’s a trainee for taehyung’s dream company, when his luck for auditions has been so awful. it’s a sore spot, despite the simultaneous desire to ask him so many questions.

instead, he tries to pick up on the dance steps from him, watching him as discreetly as possible and copying his movements to the best of his ability. as the class continued, taehyung situated himself closer and closer to yuta, putting forth every muscle in his body to mimic the older’s moments. he wanted to be as good as him, to catch up to him— it makes him sad, that someone he’d been friends with has surpassed him by nearly a year at this point and taehyung is still straggling behind. the sharpness and fluidity in yuta’s movements just show taehyung that he needs to work harder, to make up that year of lost time and skill.

taehyung puts his heart into it, eventually getting the dance down well enough for compliments to be given at the end of the class. a few of the people he’d talked to pat his shoulder, or ruffle his hair and it makes taehyung so happy to hear their praise, despite not being the best in the class. still, his gaze wanders to yuta, who hadn’t noticed him at all, or if he did, he chose not to say anything.

nova dance classes !

with everything going on, and his rib almost fully healed, jeongguk has really needed time to himself to dance. it’s a part of him that he has been restricted from doing for far too long, and he just can’t sit around idly anymore. he signs up for a nova class, and makes sure he’s off work so that he can go.

there’s a dull ache in his torso during warm ups, but he ignores it, and all the feelings that come with it. it’s been too long, and he doesn’t want to start thinking about what happened that night right now. so instead, he focuses on the choreography. it’s easy to get zoned in, the first smile in a long time breaking out on his lips as the adrenaline and the ache in his muscles comes back to him. it’s a welcome, familiar feeling that he’s missed so much.

all these weeks of being sedentary was driving him mad. the inability to be active and dance made him feel trapped in his own home, suffocating within a confined space and jeongguk could hardly handle it. but this, jeongguk throwing all of his energy into sharp movements and fast choreography, was living. he could see himself in the mirror, and the smile there made him almost feel normal.

as normal as anyone could feel with a gaping hole in his heart.